Quietly watching the day pass out the tall windows of Caleb's living room, the two of them sat on the couch for hours, snuggling under a soft blanket. The silence was comfortable to them as they waited on Nick's return.
The bewitching view of the woods was calming to the fairy, bringing her peace.
The slow living of a nearly still picture:
the birds chirping; the people walking by; the wind rattling the leaves;
in a blink of an eye, it was all come and gone...
nothing really changed.
For the forest to be so close but not quite there, relaxed her. Almost as if she could admire it more fervidly from afar, allowing herself to forget what ailed it. Forgetting what ailed her, too. Ailrees could easily stay there all day.
The soothing crackling of the fire filled the room with words needn't be spoken.
The flames, dancing, engulfed the room with a soft glow replacing the dimming sun.
Caleb held the fairy in his arms, firmly, even in the moments he fell asleep from the intense serenity. Their heartbeats attuned swept him into a trance. If that instant could last forever, he surely wouldn't mind.
Her tears had dried up and most of the redness on her face had already faded when she clenched to his shirt, and hiding her face on his chest, she murmured, breaking the long-lasting silence:
- I... I don't want to mourn them! I really don't want to! That's the truth. –
The young man tenderly squeezed her in, the comforting warmth of his embrace intensified by the closer body-to-body contact.
He already knew that.
Who wants to mourn a loved one?
Love hurts. That doesn't mean it should be shunned.
- You'll have to, doe.
I wished there was another way around it, but there isn't. –
softly, he said caressing the back of her head with his right hand.
- That's the point...
there is another way...
there might still be. –
- They are gone, Ailrees. – Caleb tried to point out as kindly as he could.
- But there might be a way to bring them back... -
she responded smilingly, as she leaned back to be able to fix her stare on him.
The fairy's green eyes, vivaciously relucent, mirror-like, reflecting the sparks of the flame.
Her face now genuinely hopeful, painted many shades of bubbly once again.
- Now you've jumped from denial straight into delusional.
The dead don't come back. – the young man said, skeptical
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The Defeat of the Fairies - Hope of a new Dawn
FantasySerendipity brings Caleb to meet Ailrees, who turns out to be a fairy and the last of her kind! Having stumbled upon a crumbling fairytale, Caleb and his closest friends join a band of merry on a quest to give the hope of a new dawn a fighting chanc...
